Mr. Dior - Chap 4
The consultation room is a rather spacious room and the decor inside is similar to that in the lobby.
Dr. Que is wearing a gold-rimmed glasses and sat behind a vintage medieval desk. One hand was clutched into a fist and is propping up his lips as he watched gravely at the projection screen on the opposite wall.
On the opposite wall, a scientific news report is being broadcasted.
Seing Jiao Qi and Zhang Chenfei come in, he motioned the two of them to watch the news together with him.
“With the widespread popularity of smart brains nowadays, many problems have come one after another. In the event that the user suffered an external impact while the smart brain was in an active state, a neurological disorder may occur due to the smart brain’s connection to the user’s neurons…” A neurological expert warned the populace to carefully protect their skull and not let it be hit by heavy objects.
Following the report, the screen turned to the streets of America, where a march against smart brains was being held.
“Abolish the smart brain, return the smartphone!” Using this slogan, the people’s clear shout is resounding. People held small flags and banners, and also blew trumpet on their mouths. Some people took pictures of the father (creator) of smart brain and draw red cross marks on it (X); while others painted their shaved heads with a 3D hole image to indicate that when the smart brain had problems, it would bring about a ‘hole in the brain’.
On a podium being drawn by a pickup truck which slowly moved along with the crowd, a brawny father is fervently narrating his own family’s bitter experience.
His child was watching the movie《 Superman 》at that time when he was hit on the head by the plaster that fell off the roof. From then on, he thought he was Superman.
“He had jumped off from a building for the third time this week. He also said yesterday that he could see the color of the panties of the neighbor’s young sister-in-law. He was beaten up by the girl’s fat older brother and now his eyes are swollen.” He hugged his barely eight-year-old son who now has panda eyes due to being beaten up, and began recounting the events with a tearful voice.
“People, don’t panic. I’ll come and save you immediately!” The little boy grabbed his father’s microphone and spoke with a serene look.
This scene appeared to be very touching but then, someone quickly raised an issue. The law does not permit minors to be equipped with smart brains. As such, the father who was giving a speech should be arrested. Frightened by the thought of being arrested, the speaker hurriedly embraced his son, who was still trying to hollow in his father’s arms, and moved to flee from the street…
“This flock of prey.” Que De turned off the projector and mocked in a Mandarin sentence with the American accent. After that, he invited Jiao Qi and Zhang Chenfei to sit across him.
He had carefully read the information that he received previously from Jiao Qi, but he had to do a thorough test to diagnose it.
“Your name.”
“Oh, my name, you don’t know?” Zhang Chenfei overlapped his legs and domineeringly confronted the apparently ill-mannered doctor. The president who holds the lifeblood of the world economy, nobody can not know his name.
“I’m sorry, I’m from the US. I don’t know much about the celebrities in China.” Que De lowered his head and wrote down a record on a form.
“Oh? So last week, who was the one who tricked me into buying a set of luxurious deep-sea caviar small chrysanthemum [1] skin care products?” The wise president did not hesitate to debunk the Que De who tried to muddle through.
Small chrysanthemum … skin care products? Jiao Qi’s face darkened, narrowed his eyes and looked at Que De.
“Ah ha ha …” Dr. Que De awkwardly laughed twice and in the memory status column, he filled in ‘Normal memory is correct’.
“Feigning ignorance in front of me, you were still inexperienced,” Zhang Chenfei sneered, “nobody can escape my, Dior Zhang’s, eyes.”
A series of tests took all afternoon. Once done, Que De produced a detailed report for Jiao Qi along with an expensive medical bill.
“According to the test, Mr. Zhang had a Smart Brain Disorder Syndrome. As you can see from the previous reports, the impact of an external force had caused some confusion in his memory and changes in his behavior.”
Such news, like the one they just watched, is not allowed to be broadcasted in China for fear that it will cause panic to the public. Smart Brain Disorder Syndrome is a cutting-edge research project. At present, there’s no systematic treatment available yet in China.
“It just so happen that my teacher is doing research on this area recently,” Que De pleasantly said as he was trying to make the client understand that choosing him as the private doctor was a wise decision.
Jiao Qi carefully read through the test report. It shows that most of his family’s Da Diao’s ordinary memories, like the time when they were classmates, are not a major problem. Only a small part of his memory was replaced and caused a deviation in his cognition of the real world.
“Do you know what his smart brain was showing at the last minute?” Que De supported his eyeglasses and asked in a serious manner.
Jiao Qi turned his head and looked back at his charmingly evil but upright lao gong (husband). His forehead started to palpitate as blue veins pulsated: “It’s probably … The Overbearing President’s Extremely Expensive But Lovely Wife…”
“This… ” Que De seemed a little disappointed. He looked down at the information he checked overnight. “I thought it was《 The President’s Million Dollar Bride 》or《 The Wife’s 99 Ways of Fleeing From Evil 》.”
‘What’s the difference?’ President Jiao heard it and now he wants to hit this certain person.
Dr. Que De did not realize what he had exposed as he was still gushing about science.
This condition is not actually acquired by all people who had been hit by the Smart Brain Disorder Syndrome, but only two-tenths of it.
This kind of situation had been thought of at the earliest time possible by people in the research and development and as a result, a procedure was developed.
“What’s the procedure?”
“Automatic Memory Clearing System.”
In fact, majority of the smart brain’s information is stored inside the peripheral. The storage capacity of the built-in storage of the smart brain is limited and it is automatically cleared periodically.
After the part of the information that caused the disorder was cleared, Dior Zhang would revert to Zhangda Diao. But how long it will take, is still uncertain.
“Please endure for a few more days.” Que De looked sympathetically at Jiao Qi.
As Que De spoke, Jiao Qi was suddenly tugged away by a strong force, and his back was thrown into a solid chest. A warm lip touched his ear, and his tone was low and dangerous, “Talking to other men for so long in front of me, um? Baby, don’t challenge my patience so easily.”
” … ”
“I can’t even endure it for a day.” Jiao Qi clenched his fists.
“Then I’ll give you a prescription.” As a considerate private doctor, Que De is committed to meeting any of his customer’s requirements. After which, he gave a compressed video package to Jiao Qi.
“What is this?” Jiao Qi opened the smart brain to view its contents.
“This is the video recording of the person with the same kind of illness as your husband’s that my teacher collected. Looking at it will somehow give you comfort.”Dr. Que De took off his eyeglasses, placed it inside the coat’s pocket in line with his hip level, and then smiled. This smile made his face shine with light as it illuminates everything, making him look holy.
“… darn it! What kind of comfort can I get?”
“It can make you laugh a little. Laughing will surely make you younger by ten years.” Que De spoke as he tried hard to show off his Chinese level of eight.
Listening to it, Jiao Qi couldn’t laugh at all.
Feeling satisfied with the consultation results, Jiao Qi brushed the black card after inspecting his lao gong’s (husband) medical bill. Because he was so exhausted, they went back to the downtown apartment.
Originally, in order to make it clear that he will not allow them to sleep in separate rooms, Zhang Chenfei bought a 200-square-meter apartment with only one bedroom. Now, this two-story apartment is where they both live during workdays. The first floor is where the living room, dining room and kitchen are located. The second floor is where the bedroom, study room and cloakroom are found.
After taking a hot bath, Jiao Qi finally felt better. He came out while wiping his hair and then saw a certain person who had changed into his silk robe. He sat like a monarch on a high-backed single sofa while lightly sipping on a glass of red wine held in his hands.
“Come over and please me.” The president ticked his fingers at his lovely little wife. His deep and charming eyes are full of desire and banter.
Jiao Qi ignored him. He held the hair dryer and continued blowing his hair two or three more times.
“Thud!” The goblet slammed heavily on the coffee table. Zhang Chenfei’s eyes narrowed dangerously. “Come, don’t let me say it for the third time!”
The lovely little wife seemed to be frightened as he dragged the hair dryer with him while rushing over to his husband. “Weng weng weng…” Jiao Qi continued to blow dry his dripping hair as he walked over. His slender fingers caressed between the strands of his hair.
Looking at his little wife in this manner, the president clenched the sofa armrests. He felt like being tormented. ‘This annoying little demon was obviously seducing him!’
The crown of his little wife’s head is nearly fried. Zhang Chenfei firmly held his little wife’s wrist, snatched away the hair dryer and conveniently tossed it on the carpet as he said in a husky voice, “Please me and I will give you everything you want.”
Jiao Qi patted Zhang Chenfei’s head like that of a dog, picked up the hair dryer and put it back into the bathroom. Then, he crawled into the bed and slept.
” … ”
President-daren drank the red wine in one gulp, pursed up his liquor stained lips tightly, and sneered, “Are you playing hard to get?”
{T/N: 大人 | dàren – Here, it is used as a title of respect toward superiors. It may also mean adult or grown up.}
Jiao Qi rolled his eyes and tapped the side beside him before saying: “Don’t make a fuss. Come over and sleep. We have to go to work tomorrow!”
Zhang Chenfei tore open his silk robe and pounced into the bed like a hungry tiger ready to devour his lovely little wife who is now confined under his body.
“I don’t like men who are hard to get. Don’t let my interest in you disappear.”
“Are you going to sleep or not?! Otherwise, go sleep in the living room!” Jiao Qi lifted his foot and kicked him but the other caught his ankle and licked it.
“Wu … ” This scene was actually too much and Jiao Qi somehow could not stand it. He turned and twisted his body to retrieve his foot but while doing so, he unexpectedly unfastened the belt of his own sleeping robe. This time, Jiao Qi is done for! His refusal actually turned into an open invitation. Now, he is completely unable to speak sensibly.
What followed was once again an overbearing possession. This time though, at least Zhang Chenfei took a bath. However, he still did not put on a condom.
The next morning, when he opened his eyes, Jiao Qi found a check on the pillow.
“I don’t want this!” Jiao Qi threw the check to Zhang Chenfei.
Zhang Chenfei is full of interest in his eyes. His lovely little wife really stands out from the masses. He was so pure and unpretentious.
“Take it. You deserve it.” The president licked his lip and savored last night’s delicacy.
Jiao Qi tore the check and threw it into the rubbish bin.
Holding the intact check while giving it back to him is an act that is pure and innocent and not greedy at all. However, it is rude to tear it in front of his face.
Zhang Chenfei sneered and took out his checkbook to sign a new one. He forced it into the pocket of his lovely little wife’s shirt that was just put on, squeezed it and said, “What I give to you, you have to accept it, whether it is my money or my(self) …” {T/N: my(self) is referring to his little brother down there}
The last few words were too vulgar in his ears that Jiao Qi was automatically silenced. He pulled out the check from his pocket and slammed it on the forehead of the president.
“Not to mention that your checking account guarantor is me, if your expenses exceeded the allowable limit, the corresponding deductions will be taken out from my own account. Issuing a check for a measly 200 yuan, who are you trying to humiliate?!”
